I Want To Tell You

I want to tell you about my suffering, and hurt, but where can I even start? You should know, this comes straight from my heart! As I sit in this prison cell, I have nothing but time to think, how this feels like Hell, and I just sink! When your spouse of 13 years lies on you, and gets your young child to lie on you too, you will lose all your trust; the love of God is a must! One day, maybe my kids would come around again, I do wonder when, maybe I will get my life back, even if some think that is whack! In this prison, I may not be lazy, and I hope you don't think I'm crazy.

I know this must be, but you not believing in my innocence, hurts me! Maybe when God allows me back on the street, just maybe we can meet. I sit in this prison cage, waiting for things to change, but when they call my name, it is all the same! It is the same, day in and day out, and the courts give me only doubt. I will always pray to go home, but I will not go back to where I was from!